After an unusual, pain-free night Robyn woke in Peter's bed, the feathers from the previous night strewn around the room. His thick, bearskin blanket covered her half way up and Pan was nowhere to be seen. Yawning, Robyn wandered out of his bed, picking feathers and leaves from their night in the woods out of her hair as she went. Quickly she slithered out his window and down the branches of the tree. When she rested her hand on the bottom branch, a quick, dull pain shot through the burn on her hand.

This drew her attention to it. Studying it, Robyn saw the small mark Pan had pointed out the night before. She could recognize the outline of Neverland, and seeing nothing better to do, decided to go in search of whatever the spot represented.

Stepping into the thicket of trees, sounds of wildlife immediately met her ears. There were birdcalls from overhead and snarls from different directions. After walking for several minutes, Robyn decided that it wasn't a good idea for her to leave the Tree without informing anyone of her leaving and turned back. When she saw the path was indistinguishable from the rest of the forest floor, she let out a noise of discontent. A threatening noise answered her and she fell silent.

When Robyn heard the noise again, it was closer and sounded more like a roar than anything she'd ever heard in her life. Suddenly a large animal blundered into her view. It had small, watery eyes and a snout that was almost pig-like. After a moment, she realized it hadn't seen her yet but it could smell her on the ground. It snorted around in the brush and pushed its nose under the twigs and leaves on the ground. In a matter of seconds, Robyn knew it would see her. And, though she didn't like to jump to conclusions, those razor sharp teeth she could see sticking out of its mouth would probably snap her in half pretty quickly.

"Okay, slowly back away. Keep eye contact..." she murmured to herself almost silently. "Don't panic."

The beast suddenly twitched its head upwards. It cocked an ear up towards the treetops and in the process, its eyes fell onto Robyn. She was still slowly backing away, muttering reassurances to herself.

"Nice... er, kitty? Nice evil beast thing. Pretty... Don't eat me, please. I'm icky. You don't want to eat me. Oh, God, please don't eat me!"

When it had come close enough to almost rub its muzzle in her hair, she suddenly snapped and turned and started running. She hadn't even taken three steps when she felt a jerk under both her arms, lifting her off the ground and leaving the animal howling on the ground, hungry still.

"Well, well, well... look who it is! Robyn, how does it happen that I always have to save ya from all the big, bad beasties? Don'tcha know not to go inta the forest without tellin' someone first?"

"Shut it, Peter."

He made a face at her. "As you wish, my lady. Where were you goin' though?"

Robyn crossed her arms over her chest. "I was actually going to see what the dot on my hand was, thank you very much."

Pan laughed at her cross tone. He then shifted his grip on her to make the trip easier on them both. She clutched him, scared of falling. Pushing her away from him for a moment, Pan looked right into her face. "I'm not gonna drop ya, 'lright?" After a nod from Robyn, he grabbed her hand, studied the burn for a moment, and sped off towards some cliffs on the edge of the island.

He set her down gently and she thanked him. Pan wandered closer to the cliff and Robyn sat on the edge, dangling her legs over to water, so many feet below. After a long, peaceful silence, Robyn spoke.

"You're so lucky to live here. Always young, no one to tell you what to do, no school, action, adventure; what more could anyone want?"

"'S'not all good, Robyn," Peter replied.

She laughed. "Until you show me something that proves otherwise, I won't believe that."

With a sigh, Pan came closer to her and sat. "Something that proves otherwise? Will this do?" He flipped his arms over and Robyn actually studied them for the first time. There were thin, pale scars twisting up and down both of his arms. After looking into his face, she reached out and traced one with her finger.

"What happened?" she questioned.

A bitter laugh came from Pan. "Not what, luv. Who."

"Okay. Then, who? Who did this to you? Was it Hook?!"

"My worst enemy."

"Who, Peter?" Her voice took on a slight hysterical edge.

"It was me."

"Bu - What? It was you? You did this to yourself? How? Why!?"

"Robyn, calm down!" He grasped her wrists and held her wildly moving arms. "Stuff happens. You do whatchoo can to ease the pain. Worked for a while, too."

With no warning, Robyn threw herself onto the boy beside her in a hug. He fell backwards onto the grass behind him, with her head on his chest. Slowly, he brought up his arms to wrap them around her and hold her. She shuddered a bit at the thought of anyone doing that to themselves and he brushed her hair with his fingers. When she pushed herself up and off him, there were small, wet trails on her cheeks. Pan was bewildered.

"Don'tcha be cryin' for me now, luv. Don't need that."

Robyn helped him into a sitting position too. When he was propped up on his arms, she hugged him again, a little less fiercely. He pushed her back and wiped her cheeks.

"That's horrible, how did you do it?" she asked.

He shrugged and she felt it all through her body. She opened her mouth to say something else, but Pan cut her off by grabbing her hand and standing. After studying it again, he looked off towards some trees where running water could be heard.

"More that way. I think that's where we needa be goin'."

Robyn's voice was timid as she asked, "Can we walk? Please. I want to see the water."

With a beautiful smile, Peter's fingers closed a little harder on her hand and he led the way into the trees. It only took a couple minutes with him leading the way till they were standing on the edge of a small pond with a waterfall flowing gently into it.

A grin found its way onto Robyn's face as she gave Peter a shove and he fell into the water. He rounded on her, drops of water running from his hair onto his shirt. He sprung out of the waist-high water and onto the bank. He grabbed Robyn's wrist, reeling her in like a fish.

Pushing off the ground, he flew to the middle of the water, where Robyn would have nothing to grab onto the stop her from falling in. He let his grip on her slide until she slipped out of his arms and into the water, screaming. Discarding his shirt on the bank, he jumped into the water, where she promptly trying to drown him.

After splashing in the water for a while, Peter made his way over to the waterfall and climbed up onto a rock underneath it. He helped Robyn up beside him and the water poured onto their heads. The shoulder on one side of her shirt started slipping down her arm and Pan reached out to pull it up before it fell too low. Robyn grasped his arm lightly and looked at the twisting scars again.

When she looked up into his face to see his reaction, she saw it was closer than she had originally thought. Using her sleeve, he pulled her a bit closer until she could feel the heat rolling off his body and contrasting with the cold water. So slowly he lowered his head a bit until his lips brushed hers gently.

Pan pulled back but after only a moment, Robyn stretched up on her toes to catch his mouth again and it only took seconds before both were clinging to each other like a drowning man to a lifeboat. With one hand, Peter slid Robyn's shirt back down her shoulder and followed the path with his lips. She closed her eyes and in one moment, they were both lost to everything else around them.

(A/N: I know it took forever to update. All the more reason for you to Review more, right?)